4 once
take a
quick look
around you
see
all the
old Cowboys
are there
some still
blazing
their
saddles
others
just
rocking
the chair
and all
them Indian's
milling
around them
each an
every one
is now
sure
is a
chief
or so the
cowboys KEEP
slayin an
hav em
kill any
kind of
disbelief
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